Archive for August 2010

First words

I did a horrible job of keeping a baby book for Zora. So bad in fact that I didn’t even start one. But this is huge. Yesterday, while trying to entertain her during a meeting, I wrote words on a card for her to copy (she loves this activity). And, for the first time that [...]

Wrong side of the bed

I woke up this morning feeling like crap. There are probably a number of ways to explain this, and I won’t go into it right now because I’m sure it would spill over into shameless venting. My pastoral care professor used to say that if you feel lousy emotionally in the morning that’s not a [...]

Football, et alia

The disclaimer first: I’ve never really been a football person (or much of a sports person). Oh, sure I did like the curly fries and the general small-town camaraderie at Chenango Forks High School football games. But I was raised in the only American family that seems completely uninterested in the Super Bowl. I chose [...]

Grandma wins

Conversation after a fine afternoon and evening of birthday fun with Mom and Dad. Zora: Mom, do you like to be close to your Mama? Erica: You mean do I like to live close by her? Z: Yeah. E: I do. Because I would miss her if we lived farther away. Do you like to [...]


Little pricks and prods, day long irritation, the buzzing and swarming around while I try to reach back into the mangled, fruit heavy mess that are my tomatoes…because there are beautiful cherry tomatoes, earthy red and a fine yellow, buried back there in the leaves. To walk in this garden before the heat of the [...]

Why I’ve not been blogging

Oh, of course there are many reasons. Facebook (so easy to post a little status once in a while). The general hubbub of life (who knew working full time and chasing a 3 year old was this time consuming). Laziness (and the general addictiveness of a crossword or number puzzle). But there’s something larger going [...]

Family Stories

Genesis 45:1-8, 14-15 Fox Valley Presbyterian Church August 8, 2010 (VBS Sunday) I’m the oldest of 4 kids: me, Emily, Mark, Anna. We’re packed in there…Anna is only 6 years younger than me. A few months ago, Anna started a new job at the University of Alaska in Fairbanks. The agency where she works has [...]